|She turned her tail toward me just as I got the phone out ... of course.|
|Standing still, waiting to see what I was going to do.|
|Starting to realize I wasn't approaching ...|
|and turning her attention back to the nummy branches ...|
|"Duh ... yep, this is what I was eating a minute ago."|
|"Nom, nom, nom!"|
And as I made a left turn, I realized there was another moose - every bit as big - just on the other side of the silver Ford you see in the first photo.
Since there's so little snow on the mountainside, the moose aren't coming into town for munchies like they would in a normal winter. However, Big Mama (above) lives in the woods to the west of the parking lot, so we see her every few days.